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Disclaimer: The works of Detective Conan and Magic Kaito belongs to Gosho Aoyama-sensei.

Warning: KaiShin relationship.

Warning II: MATURE CONTENT!

A/N: A reviewer wanted more KaiShin interaction, so I added the intimate scene. Not sure if it was what you've been hoping for. I had to struggle whether to add it in or not and how far to take it without being too crude.


First Conversation

They walked down the secluded path leading from the main temple towards the small clearing and rock pool at the back. Kaito kept a careful arm around Shinichi's waist as support. His detective was still unstable on his legs after the climb up the steps. On the plus side, the pain killers were doing its job. Hopefully, there would be no further complications. From what Shinichi said, there seems to be some unrest within the ranks of the Organisation. With the loss of the Key, there are now two distinct factions within its shady structure. One that supports That Person, the boss. The other pushing for Rum to take the place as head of the Organisation. There were few, like Vermouth, that plays both sides. However, it was one of Rum's that entered their apartment last night. Something about payback for hurting Rum. Shinichi refused to elaborate any more, only that his assailant was quite deranged.

"Stop that." Shinichi poked Kaito on the cheeks. Kaito knew he was frowning quite a lot in the past ten minutes or so. "You're worrying too much."

"It's hard not to worry about you. You run into all sorts of trouble unwillingly and you stumble across the most dangerous situations purposely. If you would only just tell me you had been expecting some sort of attack last night..." Pulling his detective closer to avoid the protruded tree root, Kaito forced Shinichi to lean onto him.

"What's done is done. I may have expected it but I never thought it would be so close." Sighing, he leaned in, letting Kaito take up his weight. "And because of that, we now have confirmation of our speculations regarding the Organisation. We can take them down."

Kaito wasn't sure whether the last sentence was directed at him or if Shinichi had to voice it to himself. "Still, that was dangerous."

"I'll keep in mind." Shinichi angled his head up and landed a chaste kiss on Kaito's jaws. "This will end soon. I promise."

"Don't say things like that. It sounds as though we're heading to our deaths or something." Kaito returned the gesture on Shinichi's nose. It won't do for their audience to catch them in the midst of a make out session.

"Why good afternoon to the pair of you. I dare say you are looking quite well this splendid afternoon my lovely Silver Bullet." Vermouth appeared from the other side of the shrubbery. "And it's nice seeing you as well Dear Dove."

Kaito, on impulse, drew his card gun and shot at the gravel beneath Vermouth's feet. The ex-actress stopped in her path and remained still.

"You're not getting any closer." Kaito warned, this time his card gun aimed higher at her thighs.

"You're quite hot-blooded today. What happened to your impressive Poker Face? Surely your father had taught you better." Vermouth tutted.

"Vermouth, continue with your taunting and even I can't stop Kaito from what he really wanted to do." Shinichi stepped in front of Kaito, ignoring the weakness at his legs. Kaito was about to protest but was easily silenced by a look from his detective. Now was not the time to be testy. "Now what was it you needed to tell me?"

"Ah, but it is not I that need to convey a message, rather you're the one with the questions. You must have some after receiving yesterday's message." She smiled deviously.

Shinichi struggled at how much to show. The woman's motive today is still unclear to him. There are times that he felt she must be playing for more than two sides. Her loyalty was often a question on Shinichi's mind.

"The Organisation, something's happened." He stated, fully aware of Kaito tensing behind him. It seems he was sensing something that neither could detect.

"Uh-ah, that's not how our games work my Silvery Bullet." She wagged her fingers. "I've already allowed you to bring someone with you to this meeting. Don't try to ask for more." She gestured to Kaito. "You know, if it were just the two of us, we could have continued our games in the comfort of my hotel room. I have a nice bed and champagne waiting."

Kaito bristle at the blatant suggestion and was about to step in but Shinichi's hands on his shoulders halted his action. Kaito could see Shinichi's jaws set tight as though to contain himself from yelling out.

Shinichi took a deep breath, no use getting flustered at her words. He had to rephrase his question to suit their games. "Fine, is the Organisation splitting? There are more than one factions and they're all vying for something. If I were to hazard a guess, it would be the rumoured key."

"Good good." She clapped to show mock appreciation. "Now you're thinking. You are correct to assume there are unrests back at our base. Nothing we haven't seen before but the parties involved this time, and the stakes, well it makes the playing field quite attractive to many."

"And the main players are those from the higher up." Shinichi had to draw out the answers from the woman instead of being handed to him. He must remember it was all part of a game.

"Not only within, other characters outside of us are interested in the real estate. After all, the Organisation lies on turf that many are itching to have their hands on."

"You mean because of the medical developments that you people have made?" Shinichi could think of on other reason than the potential to the APTX.

"More than Sherry's work my dears." She brushed her hair aside artistically. A sparkle on her fingers drew Shinichi's attention.

"That..." He pointed at the metallic band on her fingers.

"Took you this long to notice?" She smirked triumphantly. "A little something belonging to a selected few inside the Organisation. Another reason for the ongoing internal dispute."

"That's a Key isn't it?" Shinichi whispered softly as though hoping it wasn't true. He was wondering if this was the same ring from his bedside table and whether Vermouth had claimed it as her own.

"Yes, but it is not The Key . There is a handful of keys handed to us. We have another name for these, a name that our Dearest Dove knows quite well." She glanced at Kaito expectantly.

There was only one name that Kaito would associate with shady characters but he was told it was supposed to be a Big Jewel and not an accessory.

"Why not ask me Little Dove? The question on your mind. We don't have all day here you know."

Either she was fishing or she clearly has high expectations to his conclusions. Kaito sees no harm in voicing his opinion. At the worst case, he'll only be teased by his detective about how obsessive he is (and possibly another comparison with Hakuba).

"It's Pandora isn't it?"

Shinichi gave him a strange look as though Kaito had spontaneously sprouted a second head.

"Very well done." Her tone made it as though she was addressing children or the mentally disabled, congratulating them on a mundane job. "You see, the Pandora we seek is not the immortal gem. That we've had in our possession for some time now, not that many knows about it." Her grin was sadistic. Kaito internally cursed. Both his and his father's efforts are ruined. After years of hunting to only be told that criminals had always have it in their grasp. It was beyond insulting. "Our Pandora follows more closely with the myth."

"Zeus, in order to punish humanity for stealing the secrets of fire, ordered Hephaestus to craft a woman from earth. Each of the Olympian Gods bestowed a gift to this woman who would inevitably lure man away from their virtues." Kaito narrated. He had often found it odd that an immortal granting jewel was named after the figure that would lead mankind into their dark desires. Especially since Pandora had opened the pithos, the final gift from Zeus, that contained all the negativities of life.

"You're quite well read Little Dove. Our keys are modelled after the gifts bestowed onto Pandora, given by the Olympian Gods. The Key that Anokata is urgently looking for is the one granted by Zeus. I'm sure if you two look deeper, you'll find out how important it is to everyone." The rustling of leaves nearby caught everyone's attention. "Seems like our meeting must be cut short. A pity since I've been meaning to invite you back to my place for some alone time." She directed her playfulness towards Shinichi and gave him a seductive wink before leaving the way she came.

Once she was out of sight, both relaxed their muscles, with Shinichi collapsing onto the ground immediately. Kaito, with a frightened face, quickly knelt besides his detective and assessed for injuries. Shinichi knew it was useless to push his magician away so he let Kaito fuss over him.

"Happy?" Shinichi asked as he laid on the grassy surface with Kaito hovering over him above.

"No. But there's not much I can do at the moment to express my displeasure." Kaito softly laid himself partially on top of Shinichi, mindful of the back wounds, and wrapped an arm around the waist. "However, there are ways that you can make it up to me." Gently he pulled Shinichi closer to him, wrapping his detective in a tight embrace.

"Behave." Shinichi swatted playfully at the hand around his waist. "So, what do you think?"

Kaito scowled at the sudden change in the mood. "Way to ruin the moment." Kaito disregarded the snarky smirk on Shinichi's face who turned to fully face him. "Do you know anything about the myth?" From his detective's expression, Kaito could tell Shinichi's mind was set on investigative mode.

"Only the part about Pandora opening the box, releasing humanity's worst evil into the world because of her curiosity, but hope remained attached inside the box and was not lost to mankind." Shinichi inched closer to Kaito, wrapping his own arms across his magician.

"Anything about how Pandora came to existence?" Kaito brushed aside a stray strand of hair clinging stubbornly on Shinichi's face, unconscious of his own actions.

"I haven't actually looked that deep into it." The pinkish tinge and sheepish look adorning Shinichi's face was really tempting for Kaito, to which he caved into his own desires and began to nuzzle against Shinichi's hair, taking in the scent of grass mixing with Shinichi's natural scent.

"You really should branch out of mystery." Kaito paid close attention to the soft breaths fluttering against his skin. It was proof of Shinichi being alive, that this was not a dream. "And your scientific journals don't count."

In a rebellious move, Shinichi sucked on the skin at the clavicle, eliciting a soft hiss and moan from Kaito.

"Now who was it that suggested now was not the time." Playfully, Kaito brought up Shinichi's wayward lips to meet his own. A soft, gentle, and teasing touch of skin against skin. Kaito let his tongue taste his detective's upper lips, licking the sensitive inner mouth before retracting his appendage. Shinichi complained vocally as Kaito extracted himself away. Their nose barely touched as they faced one another. Kaito could smell the coffee they shared during lunch. He let out a KID like smirk when he saw the intense want in Shinichi's eyes. The irregular breaths his detective was letting out was quite distracting.

"You started it." Shinichi leaned in, to touch Kaito's lips again. But his medication decided to wear out and his back was beginning to ache. He tried to hide away the discomfort but Kaito still picked up on his cues.

"Come on, it's time to go back." Kaito sat up, bracing Shinichi as his detective followed suit. His detective let out a pout but chose not to voice out. "Don't make such a face."

"Or what? What will you do?" Shinichi taunted, daring Kaito to act upon his desire.

"This." Kaito slipped an arm underneath Shinichi's knees. His other arm wrapped around the shoulder and Kaito stood up carrying Shinichi bridal style.

"Hey! Let me down!" Shinichi tries to retaliate, kicking his legs and causing a ruckus as much as his body would allow. Even though he struggled and knew Kaito would not drop him, he still wrapped his arms tightly around Kaito's neck.

"No can do." Kaito grinned down at Shinichi's blushing embarrassed face. "You dared me. I'm just following your words." Kaito felt the heated cheeks burying into his shoulders. However, his detective was acting out character, which had Kaito worried. "Shinichi, tell me truthfully, how are you feeling?"

Shinichi turned his head away from Kaito's piercing eyes and the magician knew that what comes out of the detective's mouth must have a large percentage of untruths.

"I'm fine. My back's just slightly irritating."

That was not what Kaito had been expecting. His detective rarely offers his true feelings.

"Let's get you back home quickly. I think Ojou's salve could solve your discomfort." Kaito noted how light Shinichi still was even with all his mother's fattening up. Maybe it was time to call their parents back just so there could be an extra set of eyes for keeping his detective healthy.

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As Shinichi slept peacefully on the bed, which had taken a lot of effort on Kaito's part to have his detective let go of his books. A little distraction and a few well placed touches had Shinichi submitting to his orders of rest. Sitting alone at the sofa, with the muted TV flashing through news headline, Kaito contemplated their current predicament. He was sorely tempted to make them disappear but he run the risk of annoying Shinichi. He knew his detective would not truly become angered, much like how he could not bring himself to be angered at Shinichi's action from when he pretended to be KID.

Mentally, he listed out their current threats. The top of his list was the deranged assailant, and to a certain extent this includes Rum. It was because of his obsession with Shinichi that caused all these injuries on the otherwise porcelain skin (though Shinichi would complain otherwise, stating his body was already marred with imperfection because of all the hazard he face on a regular basis).

The next on his mental list was Spider, though this was more personal and less a direct threat to his detective. Glancing back towards the bed to check up on his detective, he saw Shinichi burying himself closer towards Kaito's pillow. It was as though he was compensating the lack of an actual body with the inanimate object. Kaito let himself smile gently as he wandered back towards the bed. On a whim, he took out his phone to snap a picture. His doves, those that had decided to roost inside their apartment instead of back at Ekoda, cooed dangerously to warn Kaito not to wake Shinichi up. Kaito looked at his doves with surprise, even his companions, those that he raised from chicks, was protective against his detective. Kaito sneaked back out to the sofa, not feeling tired enough to sleep just yet. One of his doves flew out rest on his shoulders and Kaito automatically rubbed against its belly.

"Are you keeping me company or are you chaperoning me?" Kaito whispered softly as he settled back in his previous position, opening one of the newer additions to their bookshelves. His dove cooed as though Kaito just asked a stupid question. Kaito might talk to his doves a lot of the times but he never thought they would actually respond even if they had shown their intelligence time and again. "I should really be concerned if my doves are siding with Shinichi rather than their actual master. What did he bribe you with? Fresh worms or sunflower seeds? Or some exotic fruit that I have no idea of let alone pronounce." Kaito poked at the dove's belly as though to tease and the bird retaliated by flying away only to land on his head to begin dancing and messing around with his hair. Kaito let out a small laugh as he reached up to cup the dove and bring it away from his head.

"Alright, alright. I'll stop teasing. I know you guys are just as worried as I am with Shinichi. It didn't help that I brought everyone of you to my heist, leaving Shinichi undefended."

The dove cooed to reassure Kaito, nuzzling against the palm.

"Thanks Lovely. Good to know you still love me." Kaito placed a kiss on his feathered companion. He was startled when there was a sudden flash. He glanced in the direction of the bedroom to find Shinichi sitting up at the bed.

"You're not sleeping." Kaito stated, dismissing his dove with a wave of his hand.

"Can't sleep." Shinichi replaced his smart phone onto the bedside table. His eyes lingered at the furniture as he whispered, "too cold."

Kaito could not help but smile at the shyness his detective was displaying. The dim lights had not been able to hide the colouring on Shinichi's cheeks. Kaito made a round about their apartment, to make sure the locks are secured. He set up extra traps at the door and window to detain possible invaders. Ensuring their safety for the evening, Kaito climbed into the bed, spooning Shinichi to lessen the pressure on his back injuries.

"Is this better?" Kaito whispered softly into Shinich's ear, his warm breath dislodging the strands of hair. Kaito hooked his chin to rest on Shinichi's shoulder, his detective's back resting upon his chest. "Try to get some rest." Kaito pressed his lips lightly on Shinichi's neck before evening out his own breaths. He might not be sleepy but he could pretend to be in order to coax his detective to sleep.

However, half an hour of stillness by both parties confirmed for Kaito that Shinichi was still awake.

"What's bothering you?" Kaito whispered softly. It was obvious something was wrong.

Shinichi sighed, sinking further into Kaito's hold. He turned his head just enough to glance at Kaito's face. It was difficult for Kaito to decipher what was on his detective's mind from his facial expression.

"I feel like I should be apologizing or something." Shinichi admitted before avoiding Kaito's eyes once more. "It's as though I've cheated you out on what you deserved."

"What are you talking about?" The phrase had Kaito extremely discomforted. Why would his detective need to apologize when he did nothing wrong.

"The Pandora gem. Both your father and yourself had been looking for it, yet it had been in their possession all the time. I should have suspected something as soon as you told me about KID's purpose. Should have drawn the similarities between it and the APTX to spare you the effort, should have known..."

"Hush." Kaito placed a finger on his detective's lips to still the guilt ridden monologue. He carefully maneuvered Shinichi so they were facing each other. Shinichi continued his words nonetheless.

"The evidences were there, the clues were laid out before me and yet, I wasn't able to make the connections required. I should have suspected something..." Shinichi closed his eyes, to avoid the emotions that his magician would am displaying. He was afraid it would be accusing him for his lack of skills, or pity because he was wasting his life.

Kaito lifted one of Shinichi's hands out of the blankets and placed a gentle kiss on it. When it made his detective scrunch up his brows, Kaito leaned in, pressing his lips in between the brows to ease the tension. Shinichi slowly opened his eyes a sliver, looking innocently at Kaito.

"Love, despite the media calling you the Savior of the Police, the public naming you as the Modern Day Holmes, you're still a normal human without super abilities." Kaito pulled Shinichi closer so that Shinichi would be resting his head in his chest, giving Kaito a clearer indication of his detective's breathing and mood in the dim lighting. "You're just a part time detective consultant, a university student, and most importantly the boyfriend of one Kuroba Kaito. Those are the titles you should be focusing on, especially that last one, and not other's perception of you. You're being too hard on yourself."

"But I..." Shinichi opened his mouth only to be silenced by another press of lips against lips. He tightened his hand, holding onto Kaito's offered hand in tight embrace.

"It seems that you need a distraction after all." Kaito laid a teasing touch on Shinichi's cheeks. His other hand sneaked up to brush away the lone tear of frustration that escaped out of the blue eyes. Hand wandered pass the gauze-wrapped torso, taking care to leave traces of warmth, and rested momentarily on the waist. Pausing to check Shinichi's condition, he allowed his hand to sneak between the layers of cloth. Shinichi leaned closer towards Kaito, as though urging the magician to start moving his hand or do something. Without much thought, Shinichi behind sucking on warm skin, leaving his own red marks on the pale chest. Kaito took this as a hint and encased Shinichi with the warmth his single hand could provide, all the while enjoying the little nips Shinichi was giving him.

"Kaito." Shinichi moaned into his chest, breath hot even as it blew against the dews of sweat. "More."

"Are you sure?" Kaito whispered into Shinichi's ears. "I don't want to hurt you." He felt his detective tightened the hold on his hand before bringing it close to the cherry lips. Shinichi's tongue peeked out as he started licking the tips of Kaito's fingers.

It was Kaito's turn to let out am involuntary moan when Shinichi pressed closer to him, his own chest felt the rough gauze scraping against the skin. But Kaito knew better than to attempt anything at Shinichi's current condition.

"Please." Shinichi whined, to a point where it sounded like a beg. "I want to feel something other than pain. I want to feel you. You were the one to suggest a distraction."

Kaito wasn't sure if his detective was being manipulative or just plain honest. But he was never one to deny that voice and tone. Carefully, he repositioned the pillows to give better support for what was to come. Laying another kiss on Shinichi's exposed shoulders, he shifted himself to make it more comfortable for both of them.

Shinichi tried to support as much of his own weight on the pillows beneath his stomach and his arm propping him up. He held tightly onto Kaito's offered hand as he finally felt something other than the pain and flaring heat that had been lacing across his back. He genteel strokes and touches from Kaito were amplified as pleasure wrecked through his being. Each touch of lips against his gauze-wrapped body finally felt like the soft touches of skin.

Kaito heard Shinichi moaning for him, heard the sounds of lust and love intermingled. The quiet pleas for more and the satisfied gasp of air made Kaito let himself loose. When he felt Shinichi relaxed the grip on his hand, he knew his detective had all his strength sapped from him. Laying another gentle kiss on the exposed shoulders, Kaito carefully extracted himself from their position to wrap them both up in the surrounding blankets. He pulled Shinichi close to his chest, allowing the detective to bury himself into his chest, breaths tickling his sweat soaked skin. Kaito laid his chin on top of Shinichi's head, taking a whiff of the floral shampoo laced with the heady smell of musk. Kaito couldn't help but smile into the bed of hair.

Closing his eyes, he paid close attention to Shinichi's breathing. When he felt it level out to one resembling deep slumber, he let his own eyes droop to close.

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"Good Morning!" Came an enthusiastic shout from the entrance to the sleeping area. Instinctively, Kaito pulled out the card gun he kept hidden between the pillow and the bedside table. He took aim at the source of the sound, all done with bleary eyes. He heard the thud of a card embedding itself into the flooring and finally, he turned from his embrace with Shinichi to fully face the entrance in order to take better aim at their invader.

In hindsight, he should have know that no invaders or assailants would greet them if they wanted to attack them.

"That was dangerous Kaito-kun." The familiar male voice called out from behind the shelves. "Though it's understandable."

Three figures stepped fully into view. It seems their parents decided to give them a visit. It saved Kaito a phone call at least. Beside him, Shinichi wrapped a tighter arm around Kaito's torso, snuggling deeper and trying to draw Kaito back in.

"Agasa and Jii contacted us, telling us the situation." Yuusaku gave the pair on the bed a critical eye, examining their positions. Kaito felt as though the eyes could penetrate the flimsy blanket and see them in their naked glory. "What were you boys up to?"

Kaito wasn't sure what the man was referring to, their actions last night or the incident with the heist. He must have looked perplexed as their mothers giggled behind their fists.

"Uh..." Kaito replied unintelligently, his brain was still trying to process the events to come up with an answer that would not have him killed or maimed. It was a difficult task as Yuusaku levelled a stern glare at him. Kaito had to remind himself that despite all his eccentricities and quirks, the man in front of him was still a father and it was a default that fathers are naturally protective of their children. Especially one that was trouble-prone.

"Kaito-kun, a moment if you will?" Yuusaku moved in a way that he expected Kaito to leave the bed to follow him. Little did he know that Kaito was reluctant because he was under-dressed. The moment's of hesitance from Kaito clued Yuusaku, who raised a questioning eyebrow. Kaito scratched his cheeks sheepishly as the father sighed and shook his head. He turned away to give some semblance of privacy as Kaito grabbed the nearest piece of clothing, which thankfully was his own pair of sleeping pants. He debated whether to throw on Shinichi's discarded button-up top to cover up the bites and red marks but realized they must have seen it when they stormed into their apartment. It would be pointless anyways to cover anything else. The discomfort feeling of dirtiness after the night's activities will have to wait when Yuusaku releases him from the talk.

As Kaito appeared following behind Yuusaku, the ladies of the house giggled as they prepared breakfast.

"Kaito-kun, I know that the two of you are probably hormonally driven, especially after life threatening events such as yesterday's but even you must understand the need for rest and the dangers of following your hormones in such cases. Your reluctance to have Shinichi admitted into a hospital, I can understand as I would do the same. Your decision to call the professor and Jii was sound. I know you have been given instructions and the required medications to take care of Shinichi, and in most of the time I would trust you to take care of him with the utmost care. However, to consummate your relationship in such a fashion and during a time when he was clearly injured is not what I would call caring." Although he never raised his voice, the admonishing tone was enough to make Kaito feel like a child again.

"'Tou-san." Apparently Shinichi had woken up when Kaito left the bed, and he had the mind to pull on some clothes to cover up, although he left the shirt unbuttoned, showing his wrapped torso. "It wasn't Kaito's fault, nor is he to blame for his actions last night. I was the one to ask him."

Kaito was quick to walk to Shinichi's side to support his somewhat unstable detective. With great care, he maneuvered him towards the sofa area. Shinichi glared back at Kaito with little heat in his gaze. It was more annoyance than anger directed at Kaito, at being treated like an invalid.

"Shinichi, you should know better than to do that." Yuusaku looked down at his injured son with a pained expression.

Shinichi looked apologetic for a split second. Yuusaku sighed, for once the author was lost for words.

"I'm fine, we're both fine. There's no need for you to be so worked up." Shinichi was used to his father suddenly showing up but to do a possessive father act was somewhat unexpected.

Their mother's giggles echoed in the background, breaking the tense atmosphere.

"Kaito-kun, Shinichi, what am I going to do with you two?" He had his hands on his hips, looking intimidating to anyone else but to the two sitting in front of him. With an exasperated heave of air Yuusaku resigned and stepped away from the two. "Your mothers have made breakfast."

The pair of look alike shared an embarrassed look as Yukiko and Chikage brought over the plates of food and drinks for their boys.

"Yuu-chan." Yukiko pushed a cup of coffee into his sight. "They've learnt their lesson."

"Yukiko." Yuusaku took the cup.

"Looks like we got off easy." Kaito whispered as the father became distracted. Shinichi hit Kaito's shoulder, who only smiled in return.

-TBC-


A/N: Yea...that...I make no excuses. I'm making up for my later than usual update with 3 (yes, 3) Omake for this chapter.


-OMAKE (1): Persuasions-

"Shinichi." Kaito lifted the book from Shinichi's hands. After taking the required pills, Shinichi settled down with their newest book addition. They bought several books on mythology after their meet-up with Vermouth, staying in the bookshop for over an hour until Shinichi's wounds was more than just irritating. Kaito had to call it quits even at the detective's protest. Now, fully medicated, his detective still refuses to rest.

"One more chapter." Shinichi replied with wide blue eyes, pleading the hoping for the return of his book.

"No." Resolutely, Kaito placed the book on the coffee table and when Shinichi was just about to reach for it, Kaito pulled his detective up into a bridal hold once more. Shinichi hissed at the contact of his back with Kaito's arms. "See? And I still have to apply the salve. I don't want Ojou to bite my neck off because I couldn't take care of your wounds." Carefully, he deposited the detective on the bed, back facing up.

Shinichi peered backwards to Kaito who was busy locating the container and the first aid kit. Shinichi couldn't help but let out a smile at the care his magician was giving him.

"See something you like?" Kaito gave him a mischievous glance.

Shinichi shook his head as he sat upright, carefully undressing his shirt but ended up tangled. It seems maneuverability is an issue with all the bandaging. Kaito helped him to slowly remove the garment, untangling the sleeves from his detective's arms. Kaito had to hide the grimace as he took off the bandages, Shinichi's back was a mess. The wounds were tinged with red and had puffed up due to irritation. Kaito motioned Shinichi to lay back down as he applied the cool cream, which was part disinfectant part anesthetics, something that the little scientist had developed because of the amount of injuries Shinichi sustains over the course of his detective work.

Shinichi's eyes began to droop when his magician's hands slowly massaged the cream, taking care to avoid the largest wound across the back. The large slash was the cause for a majority of his irritation as the skin pulled everytime he tried to move. But Kaito's hands, they were definitely magical as it soothed the pain and burn. Shinichi let his own breaths slow, succumbing to the silky sensation.

When Kaito deemed his detective's back had be sufficiently slathered with the cream, he was about to ask Shinichi to sit back up but found his detective dozing lightly against the pillows. He contained his chuckles as he began to redress the wound and change his detective into some loose clothing.

-OMAKE (1) END-


-OMAKE (2): Concern-

"Are we there yet?" Yukiko asked impatiently at the passenger seat. Behind them sat Chikage with several plastic bags of grocery.

After receiving a call from Agasa and Jii, the trio of parents were quick to make their arrangements to return back to Japan. They managed to take flights that coincide with one another and met up at the airport. Yukiko had offered to drive but Yuusaku adamantly refused her stating now was not the time to be caught by traffic police. On the way, they stopped by the supermarket, knowing the boys would not be able to make the required trips themselves.

"Are we there yet?" Yukiko asked once more when her husband refused to answer the first time. Chikage held her mirth, or at least tried to mask the laughter with a cough.

"Yukiko. You're sounding much like a five year old." Yuusaku turned a corner at the traffic lights, they were nearing their destination and he knew his wife knows it too and was asking the question just to annoy him (or distract him, he wasn't too sure about the workings of his wife).

"But I'm worried for the boys." Yukiko let out a pout to show displeasure. When they last left Japan, the two boys seemed to be in good health. Though when Chikage last visited, from their phone conversation, it seems everything was moving really fast and their boys were not as prepared as they hoped to be, therefore injuring themselves in the process. Yukiko wondered whether it would be best to stay close in Japan, at least for a while, to give the boys some backup.

"Agasa said it's not life threatening, that most of the injuries Shinichi sustained were superficial. Most of his wounds should heal in a week if he stayed well rested and not move about too much." It was not difficult to split his attention between his wife and the road seeing as it was currently quite deserted. They left the car at the complimentary parking in the apartment complex and hefted the bags up towards the apartment.

Yuusaku was about to ring the bell but Yukiko stopped him with a hand.

"We're here to surprise them." She stated before pulling out a lock pick from her purse. Yuusaku had to wonder about his wife sometimes.

Ten long minutes later, Chikage offered her services and they finally had the door opened.

"Wait." She stated as the Kudo pair was about to step into the threshold. She had seen the signs of a boobytraps and had to halt them before they became multi-coloured and tied up. Carefully, she sidled up to a blind spot and disarmed the wires. "I think I should go in first. Unless you two wanted to have a Kuroba experience first hand." She looked at the pair who motioned her forward.

Three traps disarmed and two avoided because it was near impossible to do anything else, the trio of adults stood before the entrance of the bedroom.

"Good Morning!" Yukiko cheered from her position. Yuusaku saw the slight movement by Kaito as he reached for something in the crack between the bed and the bedside table.

"Careful!" Yuusaku was quick to respond, knowing that whatever Kaito was about to pull out would be dangerous. Yukiko crashed into his chest as the single playing card embed itself into the floor where she had been standing a split-second ago. It was a close call.

-OMAKE (2) END-


-OMAKE (3): Cleanup-

After breakfast, Kaito carried Shinichi to the bathroom, with their parent's laughter in the background. Shinichi, of course, struggled valiantly though also failing valiantly as Kaito held him in a tight grip.

"You're only prolonging your torture this way Love." Kaito teased as he walked even slower. One he did not want to drop his detective, and two he wanted to tease his detective.

"Then stop carrying me like this! It's embarrassing!" Shinichi complained. He swear he could hear his mother snapping a photo of them in this position.

"I need to change your bandages and you're in not shape to be cleaning your own back." Kaito placed a peck on his nose. "Now stay still and let me do my work."

As soon as Shinichi's foot touched the ground, he tried to make an escape but Kaito, with quick reflexes, managed to snag onto Shinichi's wrists to draw him back into his hold.

"You're not running away that easily." A Cheshire grin appeared on Kaito's face. He trapped his detective in his arms as he made work to strip him down. "No need to be embarrassed Dear, I've seen and touched every single part of you." He whispered huskily close to Shinichi's ears.

"Not with my parent's and your mother under the same roof!" Shinichi struggled again, trying to dislodge the vice-like grip.

"Au contraire my Dear. My mother had heard of our activities before. Remember when you first met her?" Kaito reminded, laying another kiss on the naked shoulders. His hands moved south to pull down at the elastic.

"Kaito." Shinichi knew he was succumbing to his magician's commands, his mind having been robbed of its logic the moment Kaito placed his hands on his skin.

Needless to say, the parents in the sitting area had a lot of time and had to find something to entertain themselves as the boys went to clean themselves up.

-OMAKE (3) END-